"What does he think of... the Blood Clan?"
"He's a pure face-lover, as long as they look good, a resurrected corpse would be the same, sis, you're so stunning, there's definitely no problem."
"Really?"
"I'm telling you no lies, people like him are rare mountain bumpkins, whenever they see a beauty, they just leap at them like simps."
"I don't believe it! And you're not allowed to say that..."
Dreya sternly reprimanded.
Rein got thrown two meters away, Geass, Mind Control, it's too powerful, finally understood why someone as proud as Glasses would hang around with Liszt, this guy truly has a damn Special Ability,
Dreya pondered for a while, giving a gift wouldn't be appropriate either, she owed him nothing.
"How about this... you tell him I want to open a bar in the city and need a resident musician, willing to hire him."
Dreya thought it was a good idea, wouldn't reveal her feelings, made sense on all levels, very reasonable.
